Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Evolution of Life

Wang Yiran carried Qin Anyi out of the hidden room in her arms and went straight into the bathroom. Without the slightest hesitation, she stripped Qin Anyi of all his clothes. In the moment when Qin Anyi’s garments were removed and her hand touched his skin, Wang Yiran was momentarily lost in thought. She never imagined that a man’s skin could be so smooth and delicate—almost like the feeling one gets from a newborn baby, just a year or two old. Unable to resist, Wang Yiran reached out and ran her fingers over Qin Anyi’s body, discovering that the touch was indeed soft, supple, and elastic.

Habitually concerned with her own body, Wang Yiran quickly grabbed her phone and called Qin Anyi’s family, informing his parents that Qin Anyi had been tutoring her that evening and was rather tired, so he would be staying at her house for the night. Hearing the slightly odd tone of agreement from the other end, Wang Yiran felt a sudden wave of anxiety. After hanging up, she glared fiercely at Qin Anyi and then resumed her wild train of thought. Unconsciously, she drifted off to sleep.

Qin Anyi found himself standing foolishly in a vast, empty world—it was his dream realm, and he understood this clearly. He instinctively turned his head, and what he saw next was enough to make anyone’s nose bleed: Wang Yiran was lying next to him, utterly unclothed.